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Anna Bowen

Poetry By: Geminine

This is for a girl who died this december 12, 2012 of heart failure.

Submitted:Dec 14, 2012    Reads: 16    Comments: 2    Likes: 1   

My name is Anna Bowen

When I was young i dreamed of a world.

That now i will never see.

Of a time I would've walked across that stage,

watching my parents eye's ever so gleam.

Life is precious,

no matter how it seems.

I loved to think santa was still real,

and unwrap those glorious presents

underneth that lovely christmas tree.

This year, they'll never be opended by

that excited little girl.

she's gone now,

to world far beyond.

Maybe I'll dance in the clouds,

or sing with the angels on that chilling morning of a dream.

Don't cry, or she'll cry too.

she misses so much, she couldn't beleive.

But just remember the home is where the heart is,

and her heart ain't leaving that very same house.

My name is Anna Bowen

My heart had beated so passionatly for life,

but this december 12, 2012

it stoped, it erupted

with pure joy of the feelings i felt that day.

it's where my everlasting heart shall stay.


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